A Game Of Chess With A Vampire
[SLOW BURN ROMANCE. RATED 18: NO RAPE] What if the sort of love you'd wanted and desired, only but a man incapable of love could give it to you–a man who has not the slightest of an idea what the word "Love" meant? ..... Vampires coexisted with humans for centuries without either side hunting or killing the other due to a peace treaty. They didn’t feed on human blood for so long either, but that changes when the first vampire auction is held. Six human slaves were sold, and among them included Avelina, a twenty-six-year-old woman. Avelina is sold to an infamous Vampire prince, Draven Delgaard, rumored to have committed heinous acts even amongst his kind. She fears for her life upon their first encounter, but to her utmost bewilderment, Draven Delgaard makes a deal with her. He sought the inheritance of the royal family, but to be qualified, he needed a wife. Since his kinds weren’t available due to his reputation, Avelina was one of the few options left. In exchange for her freedom, she will assist him in obtaining the inheritance. But this royal inheritance can only be acquired through the style of a chess game with other royal opponents. A game of strategy and survival. Should she succeed, her freedom shall be regained and it would be a win-win for both her and Draven. However, she soon realizes that success might come at a very heavy cost. Will Avelina and Draven be able to win the game of chess? Will they secure her freedom and inheritance, or will they fall victim to the dangerous machinations of the royal family?
My Father?
Draven stood up to his feet with the violin and its bow in his hands. He tilted his head a bit in thought before taking a deep breath.
With an uncertain hand, he positioned the violin under his chin and rested the bow on the strings. He made his first draw across the strings, producing a soft, hesitant sound.
Avelina cupped her hands together in deep anticipation. Her sparkling eyes were fixated on him, and she was biting her lower lip.
Draven glanced at her and slowly shut his eyes. He made yet another draw across the strings. The first note emerged, hesitant and trembling, but as he continued to play, the initial hesitancy faded. His movements grew more certain.
The beautifully haunting melody of the violin filled the room, carrying a mix of nostalgia and sorrow.
Avelina was left in an instant trance.